Eowyn needed something to do this weekend, so I sent her out to the chicken coop to clean out the nesting boxes and lay down some more hay. She was excited about making new nests for the hens, and she did a really good job.

The kids caught one of our chickens laying an egg! They have finally started giving back, and our homestead is producing some food. It's going to be so fun to add egg collecting to our daily chores. And even better to quit buying eggs.

We have a rooster! He started trying to crow this morning. If you can imagine a teenage boy whose voice hasn't changed yet trying to crow, that's what he sounds like. He keeps practicing though! And he seems to clear his throat quite often too. Jeremy and I got a kick out of watching him today. I couldn't get close enough for a great picture of him while he was crowing, but he was strutting and everything.

Our birds have begun calming down! At least, as far as 24 birds can calm down. They wander all over our front yard, and the guineas even wander in the horse pasture behind our house. But come evening time, when we walk out the front door, they all gather around and escort us to the garage-turned-barn. In the mornings, we let them out after the goats have finished eating. Otherwise, the chickens will jump on the goats' backs and try to get into their food bowl.

Our goats are shiny and healthy, and growing! They have eaten so much of the brush in the fence that we can see through it to the other side now. We're planning on seeding the strip of grass with an alfalfa mix I read about somewhere....oh dear, I need to find that again. They still yell anytime they hear us outside. When I'm hanging laundry on the clothesline, I try to be as quiet as possible but inevitably they hear or see me and start yelling. They are so loud!

We feed the animals, twice a day. And we did have a set back with our brilliant chicken plans. You know, how the chickens were coming in to eat at night and it was all working out so nicely? Well, the kids threw a loop in our perfection.

So, chickens make me nervous. They move in weird, unexpected ways, peck at you, and make a lot of hullabaloo flapping around. My parents have chickens, so I've gotten some exposure to them in the last couple of years, but I think it's because I can't anticipate what a chicken is going to do that I don't like.

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